When others entered the venue with empty hands, Lin Han walked in with a bunch of wheat ears conspicuously. He looked around and found that he could not find a place to put the wheat ears down.

"Teacher Lin, your seat is over there, please come with me." A staff member whispered. He had known the identity of the handsome man in front of him through his headphones, and now he made a gesture of asking for help.

Lin Han looked at the wheat ears in his hand, and he asked, "Sorry, are there any storage lockers here? It's hard to bring my bouquet of flowers to the venue. I'll ask you to take them after the annual meeting. I'll take them over, okay?"

He did not feel arrogant, but just narrated in a negotiating tone that the dining tables with Chinese characteristics in front of him were obviously placed with dishes, so it was impossible for Lin Han to put wheat ears.

"Uh, I'll take you there. Then you can just find Xiao Tao to take it. The annual meeting is busy, so I may not meet you."

"Thank you, this is the first time I have received flowers from fans, so I want to get them back."

It just so happens that the shelf life of wheat ears should be relatively long, and other flowers will wither, but the wheat ears are at most eaten by mice.

The Lin Han wheat ear combination, with such a unique style, naturally won the favor of live directors. In the live broadcast time, Lin Han switched for several seconds.

However, just as soon as they cut over, the audience saw Lin Han walking away with his long legs, not heading towards the area where the writers were, and directly running to the rest area, which stunned the audience.

Originally, Li Wenyuan was about to say hello to Lin Han, but the guy walked away. He shook his head and continued to joke with the people next to him.

Before putting the wheat ears in the storage cabinet, Lin Han took a photo of it with his mobile phone and added a filter schemingly. The filter is probably a blessing for the photographers. The original ordinary photos suddenly became warm.

"The first time I have received such a special gift, thank you for your blessings. This barley is very good. My mice should like it more."

Wu Yufan, who left the red carpet, squeezed out while lowering his head to play with his phone. After refreshing Lin Han's Weibo post, he immediately shouted: "Lin Da flips us! So happy!"

"Stop talking, let's go back and watch the live broadcast on the Internet. The red carpet will be over in half an hour. I want to watch the Lin Dazhao Awards scene."

"That's right, you guys chat slowly, see you next time I have a chance."

"Yeah yeah yeah ~"

This group of members of the Yanjing branch of the Hanlin Academy who came to support quickly left, and those who were close to go back, and those who were far away simply looked for a cafe or Internet cafe nearby. Anyway, you can't miss the scene where Lin Han reached the top!

The photo of Lin Han’s gift on the Internet is also quite funny, and many fans are concerned about the situation of the last two movies of "The Three-Body Problem".

"Hahaha, Hanlin Academy is simply a clear stream in the entertainment industry. How come you think of sending wheat ears?"

"High-definition, watermark-free red carpet large picture, please come and collect it if you want it."

"Lin Da, you have received all the gifts, don't miss the tickets. If you can't see "Dark Forest" and "Death Eternal Life" on New Year's Day, I'll sit in front of your community and demonstrate."

"There are two months left. Is the quality of the book written in such a hurry guaranteed? Why not just write the Three-Body 2? I would rather be slower and quality is preferred!"

"Teacher Lin is so handsome. My girlfriend even said you are a big star."

"I hope Teacher Lin will make some achievements today, we won't come back empty-handed anyway."

"Don't stay in the backstage, hurry up and go to the frontcourt. Maybe I can see your footage!"

Lin Han put his phone away and put it in his pocket, and did not waste any more time and walked straight over.

Lin Han, who reappeared in the venue, looked like a luminous body. No matter who knew him or not, he looked at him.

Although there were only more than 400 writers invited on the scene, their small groups were clearly divided. The older generation of writers were chatting in a good spirit, and the online writers were all in groups. The entertainment stars who published books were busy taking selfies and socializing, and the young literary writers were all in charge.

Lin Han can be said to be able to go there. First of all, he is a director. Even though the box office reputation is a failure, he is still considered a person in the entertainment industry. Although he later transformed and successfully became a writer, he still has a close relationship with the entertainment industry.

After Li Wenyuan saw Lin Han, he certainly hoped that Lin Han could come to support science fiction writers. In previous years, he basically hang out with other types of writers.

"I'll introduce it to you. This is Lin Han, who you have always been thinking about. Now that I see him, is there any difference between us?"

Lin Han grinned and said without any notice: "Why is there no difference? You are younger and more handsome than you."

These people are all considered insiders in science fiction literature. Even if they have never met each other, they have more or less talked about it in the science fiction nebula group and the official group of the popular science writers association, so they are still quite harmonious.

"Teacher Lin is a popular winner today, and I don't know what your bet with those online writers is like." A writer mentioned the old story again, and of course he hoped that Lin Han could win.

Li Wenyuan waved his hand, "We are not on the same ranking. Anyone with discerning eyes knows who is better. Don't see others."

"I didn't take it seriously, probably they were too." Lin Han was honest. This was just a pissing talk at best, and the battle was promoted by the media and bystanders who were cheering.

While talking, the emcee at the scene reminded everyone that the annual meeting was about to begin, so please take your seat.

That's why they reluctantly returned to their respective positions, and from this position, they can see their different positions.

Lin Han is at the front round table, and the other people are also authoritative figures in the novel circle, including Tiexin, Chairman of the National Writers Association, Zhu Tengxin, famous essayist, film director, screenwriter, Zhou Ming, and this year's book sales champion Xie Hanfeng.

The organizer ranked Lin Han and the big guys at the same table, which obviously recognized Lin Han's strength. Of course, the reason why Lin Han sat here was not because his novels sold 5 million copies, but because he was the first to win the New York Times bestseller rankings and won the championship again.

Only writers who have reached their peak in one aspect are qualified to sit on this table. What Lin Han can do the most is his jaw-dropping overseas sales. The three novels "I, Robot", "Martian Rescue" and "Jurassic Park" all won the championship, and they dominated North America's sales list in turn, directly increasing the overseas sales records of domestic writers from less than one million copies to tens of millions.

He deserves to sit in this position!

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